Ok I am so so sorry for not updating sooner, the plot is still a little over the place. But am happy with where it is currently going. Hope you like it. Without further ado Chapter Four.

Disclaimer: I do not own TMI only the plot.

CLARY P.O.V

Waking up I felt very comfortable, my head still throbbed a little but that was to be expected, well that's what the doctor had said anyway. Slowly opening my eyes I found I was lying in an enormous four poster bed covered in a feather down duvet, the ceiling was painted a crisp white and the walls a stone grey. Minimal items were in the room, there were only a few photo's on the dresser in the corner, if it wasn't for those and a suitcase you would think the room was completely baron compared to the rest of the house.

Turning my head to the right I found a body sitting beside me on the giant bed, Jace. Confusion now consumed me, how and why mainly, how did I end up in the bed and why was Jace in here with me.

But for now I would remain silent, I would just for this moment take him in fully. The last time I had really seen him before he went away he was still growing in height, his hair always golden had been shorter but I think I liked it the way it was now, a little bit longer with slightly defined curls. Looking at his face I could see he was concentrating hard on what he was reading on his laptop, frown lines appeared on his forehead which didn't seem to suit his lovely face, wait lovely that didn't seem to suit the arrogant jackass I had been graced with earlier, but lovely seemed the best fit.I decided then it probably wasn't the best moment to check him out especially since he seemed upset about something, I stopped staring before he thought I was a stalker.

"What you reading" I asked, the moment I opened my mouth though he jumped and quickly shut the laptop. Now it was my turn to frown, the only time someone acted like that was when they were trying to hide something.

"Nothing" he said with a forced smirk on his face, but the worry never left his eyes.

"Jace, seriously what is it" I was now concerned he looked at me for what seemed like minutes.

He sighed then pushed the laptop over to me, opening it up I found myself looking at one of those celebrity websites where 90 percent of the time the stories aren't true. However this time it was in the 10 percent, photos of Jace covered the page. Each photo he was kissing and hugging a different girl, the title of the page read "Jace Lightwood Womanizer and Abuser?".

Down the bottom of the page was a screenshot of a girl with red hair covering her face lying on the concrete whilst Jace looked on in shock. Obviously it was me, but thank goodness my hair had covered my face so that it was hard to identify me as the victim.

"Ohh" was all I could say; looking at him again I could tell he was gaging my reaction. I didn't know what to say, there was me lying on the ground knocked out and then there were the other pictures. The guilt was again evident on his face, and the memories of the night resurfaced again for me. The pain was the worst thing aside from the humiliation. But did I blame Jace? No, if I didn't tell him this again now he may never be able to move past it.

"What are you worried about more, the photos of you and all the girls or the photo of me" I said beginning to sit up, all the while watching him.

"You" He said with a sigh.

"Jace for the last time, OK, I am fine. We are not going to talk about this again, I am small enough and ugly enough to look after myself and that's that" I said with a serious tone and then huffed and folded my arms.

He was taken aback at my outburst and but couldn't hold back a grin when he saw my pose of finality. But I was still waiting for him to answer and he could see that, so I just sat there with my arms crossed and stared at him impassively.

"Fine" he finally said exasperated.

"Now how are you feeling?" Concern sounded in his voice and he looked at me questioningly, obviously expecting me to down play exactly how much my head hurt.

"To be honest, my head throbs a little but mainly I'm just tired, think it is all the excitement of the past 48 hours. Before you start to worry again the doctor said it was normal to have some headaches, the fainting was just from being overwhelmed" All this talking was making my head start to throb again and exhaustion was finally getting to me. You would have thought that fainting would allow my body to recover some energy, but it had the exact opposite effect I felt drained.

With that I watched as Jace got up and walked without a word into the ensuite, returning with a glass of water and a bottle of aspirin.

"Here take this" He said in a stern voice whilst amusement danced in his eyes.

He handed both to me whilst watching me the whole time, obviously making sure that I did as I was told.

It was a really kind gesture, something I was sure he was still uncertain of how to do.

After I had placed the two tablets on my tongue and taken a huge gulp of water, I opened my mouth and poked out my tongue to show that I had indeed consumed the white pills.

After he was satisfied that they were gone he announced in the stern voice yet again, "Now I have some things I need to go and take care of, you rest and I will check on you in a couple of hours".

"Do you have to be so bossy" I said with a sigh whilst snuggling back down into the blankets.

"Yes, because sometimes you can just be rather stubborn. See you later" With that he turned on his heel and marched purposefully to the door, not before he through a large smirk my way and switched off the lights.

I was then left in silence and in a dark room, due to the heavily drawn curtains. I leant back on the pillows, resigning to the sleep that immediately encompassed me as soon as I closed my eyes.

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When I woke up again the room was still dark, my head didn't throb as much which was a relief, but man I was ravenous. Though I knew that if Izzy was cooking, I would much rather eat nothing at all.

As if hearing my thoughts the door suddenly opened to reveal an excited Izzy with a huge grin on her face. "Clary your finally awake, you hungry" Uh oh I thought in my head, if she had brought it to me that meant that I was going to have to somehow pretend to eat it.

"Umm that depends Izzy, did you make it?" How could I put it in a way that I didn't offend her, actually she was well aware of our thoughts of her cooking but she was persistent as ever.

"No" she said in a haughty tone

"I got Chinese at the insistence of everyone else down stairs, here" She said as she brought a tray up towards me and set it on my lap once I had sat up. It smelt amazing I was rather famished at this point.

"So" I started to say with a mouthful of sweet and sour pork "What's been happening in the time I have been locked in here?"

"Well, Max and Simon have been playing video games again, no surprise there, Alec has gone on a blind date, so an extreme grill session will need to happen once he returns, and well Jace has disappeared, probably with his latest fling" Izzy said in a bored voice, the last part stung but I didn't understand why it's not like I liked Jace that way, right?

"Clary you alright, you've got this disgusted look on your face?" She was looking at me with a weird expression. I scooped more food into my mouth, it was mouthwatering.

"No, I'm fine, just thinking about something. What time is it?" The day had seemed to be a daze and with the length of time I had spent sleeping I was kind of out of it.

"It's 6 O'clock, do you want to come downstairs or do you want to relax in here a bit more?"

I had to say I liked the peace and quiet of the room, time to be alone, as I knew what Simon and Max were like when it came to Halo or whatever they were playing.

"I think I will stay in here, but could you bring me a book or something to do, also maybe some clothes?" I wasn't ready to go back to sleep, a shower and reading sounded like a good idea.

"Ok I will grab you some clothes and find something for you to do? Simon is going to take me out soon for a date night" She squealed as soon as she got to Simon's name and the word date, for Izzy a date wasn't a date unless you had a brand new outfit and a head to toe makeover. Luckily just this once I wasn't going to have to help her, it was always a torturous occasion.

Within minutes Izzy was back with a spare change of clothes, a stack of magazines (of course no real reading like Charles Dickens), and a towel, then just as quickly as she rushed in she was gone yelling "Later's Clary" as she made her way out the door.

I decided that now would be the perfect time for a shower since I had practically inhaled the Chinese. Turning on the facet I was greeted with a pleasant stream of perfectly heated water. Slipping under the warm water I felt absolutely refreshed and revived, I could feel the tension and hospital grime wash away. The only problem was that the body wash in the shower was a masculine one, but the scent was amazing.

After what seemed like hours I finally stepped out and wrapped myself in one of fluffy towels Izzy had given me. I peeked a quick glance of my reflection in the mirror, my complexion was pale as per usual, but my bruised eye was very distinguishable against the rest of my body. I shrugged and could only think that my only choice was to get used to it. Though I still needed to think up a cover story

Opening the bathroom door I began to step through the threshold, deep in thought about the cover story, only to smack into something solid. Quickly flinging my arms back to break my fall, however this meant releasing my grip on my towel. Unfortunately the towel slipped out of its small knot falling uselessly to the floor. Opening my eyes I found myself looking up into the eyes of a very red faced Jace. Cue scream…

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